Chapter 16: Crone Dahlia
The Crone’s spirit was thrown back into her body forcefully, causing her physical vessel to sag to the ground in an awkward, dramatic heap…
“Crone!”
“Mistress,” the attendants cried out in worried unison.
It was the unnatural and awkward twist her body laid in as the willowy women gathered around to check on their Mistress’ life. The attendants had only been in the Crone’s service for five solstices, but they had never seen their Madam’s magick rebound on her in such a manner; they had never seen one of her spells fail let alone two… that would be very juicy gossip for the Coven, but the Crone would have all working attendants killed and replaced before nightfall.
“Crone Dahlia are you alright,” the lead attendant asked cautiously.
“Do
